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= / 2) APRIL 27, 1869. 


FIRST ANNUAL REUNION 


OF THE 


Union College Alumni Association 


OF THE 


NORTHWEST. 


SHERMAN House, Cuicaco, APRIL 27, 1869. 


CHICAGO: 


OAKLEY & SON, PRINTERS, 45 McCORMICK’S BUILDING. 


1869. 


CORE HL GeraRe 


OF THE 


ASSOCIATION. 


PRESIDENT, - - STEPHEN A. GOODWIN, Crass or 1828. 
Ist Vick PresipentT, Hon. HENRY R. PIERSON, GE Loao: 
2nD VicE PRESIDENT, Hon. LEVI HUBBELL, ee oat. 
3RD VIcE PresipENT, MOSES M. HAM, Esa., e985. 
SEcRETARY, - - Hon. HENRY 8S. AUSTIN, (fw FASB 1. 


TREASURER, - - J.B. REDFIELD, Esq., i ASD. 


ORGANIZATION. 


In the month of January, 1869, an informal meeting of some 
of the Alumni of Union College, resident in Chicago, was held — 
at the rooms of the Chicago Historical Society. The meeting 
was called at the suggestion of D. C. Eppy, Esq., Class of 84, 
for the purpose of forming a regular Association of the Alumni 
of the College, residing in the Northwest. It was resolved 
that there be formed .a Northwestern Alumni Association of 
Union College; but that a more general notice be extended 
before organizing such society. The meeting then adjourned, 
to meet February 4th. 

At the adjourned meeting, February 4th, held at the office of 
Hon. H. 8S. Austin, Class of 81, it was resolved to issue a 
circular, appointing a meeting to be held on the 9th day of 
March, at the Sherman House, for the purpose of completing 
the organization. The following is a copy of the circular 
issued : 


‘“ OuicaGco, February 18th, 1869. 


“The undersigned, graduates of Union College, residing in Chicago, 
beg leave to address you, their fellow-graduates, on the subject of a 
Northwestern Alumni Association of the graduates of Union College. 
Our Alma Mater boasts of over four thousand sons, and very many of 
them are scattered throughout the Northwest—about forty residing in 
Chicago alone. Our object is to gather them once a year together, to 
renew the memories of happy college days, to brighten the chain of 
fading friendships, to make, for a moment, the man a boy again, and to 


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show our ancient college that we are not forgetful children, but have 
her interests at heart, and are ever ready to rally to her support. 

“To effect this we propose to form an Alumni Association, and 
would earnestly ask your presence at a meeting to be held at the Sher- 
man House, Chicago, Tuesday, March the 9th, at 73 P. M., when steps 
will be taken for the formation of a society, and a date fixed for the 
annual reunion. If you cannot come, will you please write to the 
Secretary pro. tem., D. C. Eppy, 711 Fulton Street, Chicago, and give 
any information of any graduates residing in the West who may be 
known to you. 


Hon. Henry 8. Austin, - Class of igek: 
Rev. Joun Covert, - . ks 183L 
D. C. Eppy, - - be 1834. 
Rev. L. G. Omkstean. LLD., . : 1834. 
Hon. Henry R. Pierson, - es 1846. 
Rey. Cuinton Locker, D.D.,_— - 1849. 
Rev. H. N. Powmrs, D.D., - et 1850. 
Berns. F. Cunver, - - - ‘ 1852. 
J. B. REDFIELD, - . Me 1852. 
V. A. Preece M. D., - . . 1859. 
C. L. Easton, - - - ‘ 1863. 
G. L. BARBER, - - - 2 1867. 


At the meeting at the Sherman House, March 9th, held in 
accordance with the circular, after an agreeable interchange of 
views, a Constitution was adopted, and an Association formed 
under the title of ‘‘ THz Unton Cotteae ALUMNI ASSOCIATION 
oF THE NorTHWEST,”’ its object, as declared by the Constitu- 
tion, being “‘the promotion of good fellowship among the 
graduates of Union College, to renew the memories of happy 
college days, and to create. a living interest in the continued 
prosperity of our beloved Alma Mater.”’ 

STEPHEN A. GoopWwIn, Esq., the oldest graduate present, was 
elected President; Hon. Henry R. Pierson, Vice President ; 
Hon. Henry 8. AvSTIN, Secretary; and J. B. RepFrexp, Esq., 
Treasurer. 

It was thereupon resolved that a Committee be appointed to 
make arrangements for the first annual meeting, to be held at 


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the Sherman House, Chicago, on the 27th day of April, 1869, 
being the fourth Tuesday in April, the day fixed by the Con- 
stitution for the annual meetings of the Association. 

On the evening of the 27th of April, simultaneously with 
meetings of their brethren in New York, Albany, Troy, Roch- 
ester, Buffalo, and St. Louis, a large number of the graduates 
assembled in pursuance of the call issued by the Committee of 
Arrangements, and registered their names as regular members 
of the Association. The Constitution having been amended, 
increasing the number of Vice Presidents, Hon. Levi HUBBELL, 
of Milwaukee, was elected 2d, and M. M. Ham, Esq., of Dubuque, 
3d Vice President. The appointment of a Committee to arrange 
for the next annual meeting, at the Sherman House, to be held 
on the fourth Tuesday in April, 1870, closed the formal pro- 
ceedings, whereupon the Association adjourned to the Banquet 
Room. 


THE BANQUET. 


At half-past seven, the members of the Association seated 
themselves at the sumptuous banquet prepared for the occasion, 
STEPHEN A. GOODWIN, Esq., of Chicago, Class of ’28, Presi- 
dent of the Association, at the head of the table. Grace was 
said by the Rey. JoHN Covert, Class of 31. Two hours passed 
rapidly in discussing the delicate viands before them, with 
college songs and jests and old time reminiscences. 

At precisely ten o’clock, the cloth was removed, and the 
formal proceedings were initiated by President GoopWIN as 
follows : 


Gentlemen : 

It is with high gratification that I have accepted 
the position of first President of the Association of the Alumni 
of Union College, for the Northwest. The honor thus accorded 
in deference to age of graduation, brings with it some com- 
pensations for the greater loss of the attributes of youth. 

We meet as the Alumni of Union, to revive the memories of 
the past, and light up with their re-enkindling fires, the pathway 
of the ever pressing present. The pupils of Nort, the Alumni 
of Union, are emphatically a portion of the great Northwest, 
and an element in its gigantic growth. They have become a 
part and parcel of its great railroad enterprises; its mercantile 
power; its educational system; its press; its pulpit; its bar; 
its bench; its medical institutes and practice. (Applause.) 
Looking at its wide spread agricultural fields—its populous 
towns and cities—its rapid march to empire,—we point to 


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‘““Union”’ as the central contributor to so much of its enter- 
prise and intellectual power; and, in the warmth of filial love, 
exclaim— 


‘orenus unde Latinum, 
Albanique patres atque altze mcenia Rome.” 


(Loud Applause.) 


From all these various points in the business of life, you 
assemble to-night, in fancy again to tread the academic shades 
of ‘“‘Union;” and as its whitened walls come up to the vision, 
come also the thronging memories of the May-day of life—its 
scenes of joyous sport—its youthful hopes, aspirations and 
rivalries—perhaps its loves, and its worshiped divinities. Be- 
fore you again are the fields, the flowers, the gardens of old, 
tinged with the auroral light of youth. Again you hold con- 
verse with the spirits of the mighty dead, as exploring the arcana 
of nature,—the flowery parterres of literature,—the classic 
groves of antiquity, sacred to the legion Gods of Mount 
Olympus, you listen to the silvery tones of that wonderful ‘ old 
man eloquent,’ while he points the moral and adorns the tale. 
(Applause.) 

Viewing every Union graduate as a brother—all children of 
a common mother—you have come up to celebrate the hour in 
a joyous meeting, as to the banquet of Love. To this feast I 
bid you a cordial welcome. It isa day to be marked with a 
white stone in our calendar. Jam not here to forestall what I 
know is trembling on every tongue, and brimming in every 
eye. You will do justice to the Faculty, Prex, and Capt. Jack, 
and little Kames,—to our grand Saturday debates over the 
‘“‘ oreat sea of Northern and Southern politics,’ (laughter,)—to 
the strifes of golden parallelogram ambitions,—to the merry 
pranks of truant Freshmen,—to the fair Katrinas,—the Christ- 
mas Krullers, and New Years Ollekokes of old Durop. 
(Laughter.) We would hear from all. Let no one withhold 
his mite, but cast cheerfully into the treasury of enjoyment. 
We have the right, with a method in our mirth, to ask on this 
auspicious reunion, that joy be unconfined; and, while the 


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youngest applaud to the echo, the eldest may so become boys 
again, in genial memories, as to falsify the sentiment that— 


“ Life’s enchanted cup, but sparkles near the brim.” 


(Applause.) 


So shall we do honor to our Alma Mater, as we clasp hands, 
with her Sons; and making these reunions the renewal of the 


Noctes et coenzeque deorum, (applause, ) 


of our classic days, contribute our good wishes, and our aid to 
the prosperity and success in the future, of the old “ Union”’ 
of our love. (Prolonged applause.) 


When the applause greeting the remarks of the President, 
had subsided, he announced the first toast of the evening as 
follows : 

Allow me, in the progress of this festive occasion, to now 
present to you the first regular toast; it is, ‘‘ Our Alma Mater,” 
and to that we ask a response from our brother, Henry S. 
Austin. (Cheers.) 


Henry §. Austin, Hsq., of Chicago, Class of 731, in re- 
sponse, spoke as follows: | 

Mr. President and Brethren of the Alumni: I ought to thank 
the Committee for giving me the privilege of responding tosuch 
a toast as this. For surely it isa privilege, as well as an 
honor; and no apology need be offered, I trust, by one who 
has had no occasion whatever, no opportunity whatever, for 
considering what he might say before a society of graduates. 
For the last two weeks I have been traveling through woods, 
and over mountains, and through valleys, and have but just re- 
turned in time to attend this meeting, and have therefore had 
no previous notice of my being called upon for a response. 
Still, sir, I must say that I feel honored by having been chosen 
by the Committee to respond to so noble a sentiment. 

“Our Alma Mater!’ Whose heart does not glow, sir, with 
the thoughts it brings back, the memories of those bright and 


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happy days, when our youth was leading us on, when we were 
happy in being taught by him whom our President has called 
“the old man eloquent,” for truly was he such. Good old Dr. 
Nott! Who does not revere his memory? Who will not 
heave a sigh at the thought that the good old man is gone? 
' But while his body could not live forever, his name, his memory 
still lives, and shall never die. 


‘Our Alma Mater!’ It brings us back to those halcyon 
days when we were wont to sit upon that old terrace, with our 
feet hanging half way down, singing and smoking the happy 
hours away. Sir, it calls us back to those cold and dismal 
mornings, when in midwinter we were called by the ding, ding 
of that old bell, whose clapper was said to have been like an 
old cat’s tail in an open hat. (Laughter.) But, sir, it called 
us to something which we believe enabled us to stem the torrent 
and fight the battle of life. Who does not look back to his 
college days with much happiness and joy, when he feels that 
he was there prepared for this great battle, and when he knows 
that none of Union’s sons have grown up and been false to their 
Alma Mater! Sir, old Union has always, from her earliest 
moments, turned out gallant men, who have honored their State | 
and the whole country. (Applause.) Her sons have peopled 
from the North to the South, and from the East to the West, 
the broad land of America; and wherever they are, they are 
always honored. Never yet have I seen a dishonored son; and, 
thank Heaven, they are few and far between. 

Sir, it is a pleasure to any one to think of his Alma Mater, 
and to think of those happy days when college walls were his 
home. Little did we then think that those were the happiest 
moments of our lives; for he who goes forth to battle with the 
tide and stem the torrent of this world, knows that there are 
high hills to climb, and rough fields to wander through. But 
the sons of old Union have always been enabled to climb to the 
highest peak, and many of us have gone to the top of the hill, 
have passed the meridian of life’s noontide, and are now 
descending on the other side. But thesons of Union, from the 


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lessons taught there of the sweets of life, are enabled to with- 
stand the touch of Time, and to keep the heart always young 
and always happy. Sir, I have never seen a son of old Union 
going down the hill of life who was not as happy as in his earlier 
days. (Cheers.) 

May we long live to enjoy the happy memories of our Alma 
Mater; may each of her sons feel that he has something to 
live for, something to work for, something all the time to be 
doing for; and when at last he shall close a rich career—a life 
well spent—may he look back upon the past without regret, and 
to the future without apprehension. (Applause.) 


The PRESIDENT: 

Gentlemen, the second regular toast proposed by the Com- 
mittee is, ‘‘ The memory of Dr. NotT: ever green in the hearts 
of his pupils.” 

The toast was drunk standing and in silence. The hush that 
for a moment rested upon the assemblage told with a deeper 
eloquence than words could tell the veneration in which the 
memory of the revered President was held by his pupils. 


The PRESIDENT : 

The third regular toast which I propose to you is, ‘ The 
Faculty of Union College: men whom we delight to honor.” 
To this I ask a response from our worthy Vice President, Mr. 
Prerson, and hope he will not be bashful and diffident in re- 
plying. (Laughter.) 


Hon. Henry R. Pierson, of Chicago, of the Class of 46, 
and Vice President of the Association, rising at the foot of the 
table and opposite the President, said: 


Mr. President and Gentlemen: I have never been much 
troubled with bashfulness—yet have often found it difficult to 
express exactly what I felt. It will hardly be expected of me, 
within the brief period allotted, to more than glance at the 
illustrious men who composed the Faculty of Union College, 
when I knew them. And it is of them I must speak, leaving it to 


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others to speak of those who at other times filled, or who now 
fill, their vacant places. 


The President, as you know, was Rey. EtrpHaLet Nort, D. D. 
He was born in 1773, made President of Union College in 
1804, and died January, 1866; President for sixty-two years, 
in an unbroken line of succession. The grass has hardly grown 
green on hisgrave. Ilookeduponhimas he layin his coffin; the 
broad marks of his generous nature were still legible on that 
placid brow, and he looked like one who had wrapped the drapery 
of his couch about him, and lain down to pleasant dreams. 
Peacefully and serenely he sunk to his rest, surrounded with his 
family, and his friends still remaining at the head of the Insti- 
tution, rendered immortal by his name, and from the threshold 
of which he had seen go forth over 6,000 students, who were, 
are, and ever will be, proud to do him homage, and many of 
whom followed him to his resting place,—fitting close to the scenes 
of a life renderedillustrious bya record, if not the most brilliant, 
yet more endurable than often falls to the lot of man to achieve. 
I will not pause here to speak of his distinguished virtues and 
marked character, but reserve that till Ihave passed the list. 


The Right Rev. ALonzo Potter was Professor of Rhetoric 
and Natural Philosophy. Dr. PorrEr was first made tutor in 
1819, and continued in the College, with but a slight inter- 
ruption, until the time of his resignation in 1845, consequent 
upon his election as Bishop of the Diocese of Pennsylvania. 
He was a rare man: at once the most scholarly, the most 
dignified, the most imperious and severe; yet withal so uniform 
and just in his discipline, so profound in learning, so consistent 
in rectitude, as to ever command not only the respect, but the 
admiration of every student. As a teacher, he had no superior 
in the Faculty,—if, indeed, he had his equal. His language 
was terse; his eloquence, toned by a voice deep and persuasive, 
was as commanding as it was graceful. Every student trembled 
at his invective, and every one felt honored at his friendly 
recognition. Take him all inall, he was indeed the master of his 
position. 


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Rev. Ropert Provuprit, D. D., Professor of Greek Literature, 
was elected to that chair in 1818, and continued in the Faculty 
until his death in 1860. He was a venerable old man: quiet, 
discreet, and devoted as a teacher, winning by his uniform 
christian character, that exhibited itself in his patience and in 
his sympathy for all the foibles incident to student life. He 
had the love and veneration of all who knew him. Not bril- 
liant, but faithful; not positive, but persuasive,—he ever 
secured the good will and contributed largely to the progress of 
his pupils, by whom he was greatly beloved. 


Rev. Joun Austin Yates, D. D., was Professor of Oriental 
Literature, and was elected in 1823. He was a man fitted for 
his position: an Oriental gentleman, with a voice as sweet as a 
girl’s, and with manners as gentle as a woman's. He was so 
yielding, so sympathetic, and so sensitive as to sometimes lose 
the power of complete discipline, but so perfectly the gentle- 
man, and so elegant in the diffusion of his letters, as to make 
him the admired of all admirers. While he was not noted for 
profound learning, he did very much to polish and refine the 
many young men, whose future was marked by his discipline. 
He died in 1849, still a sane and universally beloved by 
all who knew Hise 


The next, if I remember right, was Rev. THomas C. Rexp, 
Professor of Latin Language and Literature; elected in 1881. 
Dr. ReED was a man of great natural dignity, and a most per- 
fect physical development. He was not a severe student him- 
self, and was therefore generous toward the frailties of others. 
His manners were gentlemanly, and his bearing exceedingly 
courteous. While he was not marked by any distinguishing 
features of learning, he filled a very important place in the 
Faculty. He resigned his position in 1851, and now resides at 
Geneva, N. Y. 


Prof. Isaac W. Jackson, Professor of Mathematics, was 
elected in 1826. Prof. JAcKSON was and is—and I trust long 
will remain to be—not only a master in his profession, but a 


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master in all the proficiencies that go to make up a genial, 
pleasant, gentlemanly associate. (Applause.) He has dis- 
tinguished himself not only as a professor, but as a writer on 
the subject of which he claims to be and is a master. As I 
observe that he isto have mention hereafter, I shall omit further 
reference to him here, not because he is not worthy of more, 
but because he will get it more worthily. (Laughter and ap- 
plause.) 

Joun Foster, Professor of Natural Philosophy and Mathe- 
matics, was elected in 1839. Prof. Foster is still earnestly 
and zealously at his work; how earnestly and zealously, let 
every one here recall. He not only was distinguished for 
genuine learning and a wonderful aptness to teach, and a real 
skill in obtaining progress among his pupils, but also for jokes 
and wit, which were so subtle as to be never half so well ap- 
preciated by others as himself. He always laughed first, and 
seemed surprised that others did not see the point as quick as 
he did,—but they rarely did. Hestill labors on, and he loves his 
work, and has done his fullshare in sending forth well disciplined 
minds. I am sure that no man has been subject to his dis- 
cipline, but has found through life that he has had to thank 
Jack Foster for that severity of logic which has enabled him 
to reason from cause to effect, and in fact enabled him to see 
cause and sequence, all through life. And I know that I but 
echo the sentiment of you all, in saying that I am thankful I 
had Jack Foster for an instructor. (Applause.) 


Next in order was Prof. JoNATHAN PEARSON, Professor of 
Chemistry, Geology and Botany, elected in 1838. He was al- 
ways laborious and assiduous, whether in the laboratory of the 
Chemist, the explorations of the Geologist, or the search of 
Botanical specimens. ‘True, there were some students who 
would be amused when the experiments in chemistry failed,— 
some who would not keep up in the hunt for geological forma- 
tions,—and some who could never find arare plant for analysis, 
but then he always excused us, and in the kindness of his 
heart gave nearly all of his class “max.” when the.report was 


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made up. He still toils on, never having left his post; and 
though he sees through glasses somewhat darkly, is ever patient 
and devoted to his work. 


Tutors Brown and KELLY were both reliable men. Tutor 
Brown resigned, went to New York, and got rich. Tutor 
KELLY started in 1854 for Europe, to perfect himself in the 
science of medicine, which profession he had adopted with suc- 
cess, and was never heard from—having, with all on shipboard, 
been lostatsea. He was avery promising man; a firm scholar ; 
a man of the strictest integrity and fidelity; a real christian 
gentleman. 

Such were the Faculty of Union College when I knew them. 
Many of them have since ceased from their labor. Of all 
these, Mr. President and gentlemen, the grand central figure 
was Dr.Nort. Would that I could fully describe him! Among 
men he was hardly equalled,—living through successive gen- 
erations; starting inthevery infancy of this nation, he ever grew 
with the growth of those about him, and was the peer of every 
class with whom he lived. When he took the charge of Union 
College, the western boundary of New York was beyond the 
western lookout of civilization. It was fifteen years before the 
Erie Canal was projected ; twenty-five years before the first 
locomotive had sounded its note of progress, and long before 
the telegraph—that great nervous system of civilization—had 
flashed the least spark to startle the world. 

He had no notion of this young puissant Northwest, with her 
millions of people, and thousands of millions bushels of corn 
and wheat, now going to the seaboard; least of all did he dream 
that those whom he so affectionately called his sons, were to be 
able to aid in the development of this West, which we, his 
children, are charged to do. Yet he acted as though he stood 
at the end of a mighty magnetic telegraph, playing far into the 
future, where he was writing the destiny of the men whom he 

taught. (Applause.) And so he always lived, and so he died. 
How glorious that we—the inheritors of all the past, and 
more—have direct heirship with so good, so great a man. 


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Happy are we to-night, thus meeting as we do with the fellow- 
ship of brothers, the sons of old Union, the children of Dr. 
Nort. (Prolonged applause.) 


The PRESIDENT: 


Gentlemen, allow me to propose, ‘The College Garden: 
fragrant with flowers, shadowy with elms, musical with birds 
and brooks. May its presiding genius long live to forget his 
angles in its winding walks, and to retire from squaring the 
circle to circling the square.’’ Dr. Locks, will you please let 
us hear from you. (Cheers.) 


The Rev. Crinton Lockg, of Chicago, Class of ’49, spoke 
in response as follows: 


Mr. President: I suppose that my well known sentimentality, 
and a sort of poetic justice, for my having been addicted to 
wandering through this far famed College Garden with the 
‘¢ Girl I left behind me,’ have caused me to be selected as the 
fittest person to reply to this toast, though certainly it is one 
on which no graduate of Union could fail to say something ; 
for as far as ‘‘things of beauty’’ were concerned, leaving out 
the Schenectady girls, that was about all we had in that line. 
The college buildings are, as you well know, not models of 
graceful elegance, and when strangers in my time looked rather 
askance at them, we always gently said, ‘Come, look at the 
College Garden.” When they enquired, ‘(Have you no 
Chapel?’’ we replied meekly, ‘Not yet; it is going to be 
built,—but we have a splendid College Garden.”’ ‘Show us 
your Library Building,” they asked; and we dextrously parried 
the blow by leading the way to the Garden gate. ‘And well, 
indeed, might we be proud of it; for certainly there never was 
a sweeter spot for a tired or an amatory student to linger in. 
Nature had done a great deal for it, and Captain Jack had done 
more. I saw a great deal of the Garden when I was in Col- 
lege, for my father being a florist, there went on between him 
and Prof. JACKSON a constant interchange of plants and bulbs, 


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of which I was the bearer; and my being the son of a lover of 
flowers, was of course a passport to Captain Jack’s good 
graces. 

Fortunately, I loved them myself; and many a pleasant walk 
and talk, digging and grubbing, and discussion as to the relative 
merit of certain roses, have I had with the old Professor, who 
told me once, in a burst of confidence, that he had no respect 
whatever for a man who was not fond of either flowers or 
mathematics. The Garden has been much enlarged since my 
time. The brook which used to bound it, now almost divides 
it in the centre; rustic bridges span it, and though it does taste 
slightly of sulphuretted hydrogen, I wish we had a big pitcher 
of it here to-night to drink this toast in. 

But the College Garden seems merely a frame in which to 
put a portrait of its presiding genius, dear old Prof. JACKSON. 
(Applause.) I see him in my mind’s eye, as plainly as when I 
walked then with him,—swallow-tailed blue coat, brass buttons 
of the highest polish; and in summer, immaculate white 
trousers, the only proper costume for a gentleman, as he once 
earnestly told me. (Laughter.) Brave old fellow! he has 
stuck to the College, through storm and sunshine. In it his 
whole heart is bound up; with it all his best days have been 
spent, and I trust that he may be spared to see it again filled 
with students, as in days of yore. The heavy domesti¢ sor- 
rows he has been called to bear, have somewhat darkened that 
quick step. He is getting old, but his mind is as bright as 
ever. Keen as a two-edged sword,—a hater of laziness,—a 
kind friend in sickness,—a perfect master of his department, 
and a thorough and enthusiastic botanist, he forms a striking 
exception to the proverb “Jack of all trades, and good at 
none,’ for he is unsurpassed at two—the Mathematical Class 
Room, and the College Garden. (Laughter and applause.) 


The PRESIDENT : 

Gentlemen, I propose three cheers for Captain Jack ! 

The Alumni rose to their feet as one man, and three ringing 
cheers were given with a will. 


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The PRESIDENT: 


Mr. Vice President, will you telegraph, ‘The President of 
the Association to Captain Jack, three cheers from the whole 
body ?” 

This proposition to convey the cheers by aid of the telegraph 
to the popular Professor, was greeted with renewed applause, 
and the dispatch was sent as directed. 


The PRESIDENT: 


Gentlemen, hereisatoast that [hope willnot gobegging. It will 
doubtless be recognized by all of you, and will strike a tender 
chord in every breast. It is, ‘‘ Little Kames! sleekest of 
ponies, so nimble, fleet and trusty,—what senior can forget 
thee!” Who will respond to that ? 

The announcement of “Little Kames,” as predicted by 
President GooDWIN, did indeed strike a tender chord in every 
breast, as was testified by the shouts and laughter which greeted 
the sentiment. Calls were made for a response from Mr. Kina. 


Wm. H. Kine, Hsq., of Chicago, Class of ’46, rising, said : 

Mr. President: I was on the Committee of Arrangements, 
and three of our members are on for toasts. The arrange- 
ment was that they should pay Brother CuLvER and myself a 
liberal compensation if we would put them on, and we did so. 
(Great laughter.) | 

The Vice President Mr. Prerson: 

We knew that Kine never did anything in his life without 
being paid. (Renewed laughter.) 

Mr. Kine: 

Brother CuLveER and I receiving the compensation, and they 
taking the office, we were even. (Cheers.) They are worthy 
gentlemen, “all honorable men.” (Laughter.) Three better 
men than they are I don’t know; do you, Mr. Chairman ? 

The PRESIDENT : 

Unless it be the fourth, now on the floor. (Laughter, and 
ealls of ‘‘ Speak to the subject.’’) 

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Mr. Krvn@ continued : 

As my brethren have not spoken to the subject, I will be 
excused for the same omission. (Laughter.) So far as little 
Kames was concerned, I have almost forgotten him. There was 
such a pony, I believe; but so far as he is concerned, I will 
refer tomy Brother Prerson, who knew more of little Kames than 
I did. Our class was so large that we had it divided into two 
parts, and I was in the seconddivision. My Brother Pierson, 
however, knew more of little Kames than of anything else, for I 
used to notice that he always had the little book inhishat; and 
if I was alittle bothered, he would refer to his hat. It wasa 
standing recitation both tohim and me. (Laughter.) And that 
was the most that either of us ever knew of Kames. (Mer- 
riment.) Brother DEMAREST got up all these toasts. 

Mr. Locke (interrupting) : 

I object to the secrets of the Committee being disclosed. 

The PRESIDENT: 

Privilege! privilege! (Renewed merriment.) 

Mr. Kine: 

I don’t believe in keeping these things back. Now, gentle- 
men, there is no law compelling me to speak about Kames; 
and I believe I have done about as good justice to the little 
fellow as any one has to the subject on which he was called 
to speak; hence I may be excused, may I nut, Mr. President ? 

The PRESIDENT : 

Does Brother Kin@ want to know whether he has the privilege 
of sitting down? 

Mr. Kine: 

I do. 

The PRESIDENT: 

No; itis not granted. It can’t be done. (Cheers.) 

Mr. Kine: ; 

Well, so far as little Kames was concerned, as I have hereto- 
fore said, I knew very little about him. (Laughter.) Brother 
Pierson knew all about him; and Ben. Harr, and Joun 


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WENTWORTH knew infinitely more about him; and why they 
were not called upon I don’t know. Everybody has been 
applied to, but no one would take it. Well, brethren, so far as 
Union College is concerned in general, and little Kames in 
particular, I might be allowed to say a word, if I had not been 
bought off; but I don’t think it would be becoming in me or 
Brother CULVER to say anything, having received a compen- 
sation to keep quiet, and allow Prerson, Locks and DEMAREST 
to respond. (Laughter.) 


The sixth regular toast was then announced as follows: 


‘‘Commencement Day: the most momentous in the calendar 
before it came; never forgotten since it has passed; a red letter 
day forever.”’ 


Rey. JAMES Demarest, Jr., of Chicago, Class of ’52, being 
called upon for a response, arose and said: 


Mr. President and Brethren of the Alumni: The Commence- 
ment Day that I remember best broke in cloudless splendor 
over the beautifulscenery of the Mohawk Valley. Theclass that 
was about to graduate were all very early astir. It was not 
necessary for any bell, such as has been described here to-night, 
to arouse any late sleepers that morning; we were all astir and 
ready to meet our destiny. Of course the interest of that day 
centered in the exercises at the Church, where, on the Com- 
mencement scheme, rising for our orations, we were monarchs 
of all we surveyed. And we surveyed an assemblage of the 
beauty and fashion and wealth and social distinction of old 
Dorp, and the whole surrounding country. Many of us 
flourished batons, and were arrayed with rosettes; all of us, more 
or less, with badges and distinctive marks of different kinds; allof 
us big with the consciousness of our importance, and with high 
hopes looking out into the great future. For we had indeed 
reached the grand consummation to which we had been looking 
forward even from the very moment of our entering college. 
We were standing on the hill top; we were about to leave our 


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familiar college haunts, indeed,—yet not with very great sad- 
ness, it must be confessed, for we had been looking forward to 
this great occasion for years. 

Then, after the applause had died into silence,—after the 
poetry was hushed, and the eloquence mute, and the bouquets 
had all been gathered up,—the class circled around Dr. Nort, 
and he, rising with his three-cornered hat, with the eloquent 
utterances of courtly Latin phrase dropping from his lips, bestowed 
upon us that dignity which we were counted worthy to wear, 
the diploma which certified that we were young gentlemen of 
noble moral character, of illustrious attainments, and of all 
excellence within human reach. 

Then, sir, there was one thing connected with Commence- 
ment Day, as I remember it, which you will allow me to 
mention, and which I know will be recalled with great pleasure 
by those members of my own class here to-night, and that was 
our final Class Supper on the evening of Commencement Day. 
At that supper we were all gathered together, having made 
arrangements for it beforehand. Mr. Davip Murray, now 
Professor in Rutgers College, presided by choice of the Com- 
mittee, who is at this time, | understand, urged for the position 
of President to fill the chair of Dr. Norr. The supper pro- 
ceeded with the utmost good feeling, and at its close sentiment 
after sentiment was proposed, until the whole night was thus 
spent; and just as day was breaking, we all gathered together, 
marched up College Hill, and serenaded Dr. Nott, singing our 
final good-bye. As we passed around the table before going 
up to serenade the Doctor, shaking hands with each other, there 
was not a dry eye in the room. It was indeed one of the most 
affecting scenes I ever witnessed. 

Well, sir, Commencement Day became a thing of the past, 
and many things have filled up the interval between that Past 
and this Present. Yet the preparations for this reunion, in 
which, as one of the Committee appointed for this purpose, I 
have been privileged to bear a part, have brought back afresh 
those earlier days, and I feel as though I were in the midst of 


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them again! It is as though that whole assembly on Com- 
mencement Day were present before me as I stood up to speak 
my piece. The whole scene comes back distinctly before my 
mind. 

In the autumn, sir, as we go into the orchard and pluck the 
luscious fruit, and witness upon it the blended colors of the 
spring blossoms, how can it be otherwise than that the memory 
of the spring will be recalled? So to-night, as we are gather- 
ing fruit of our lives, fruit from the tree that grew up under 
the culture of Dr. Norr and his Faculty, the bloom and fresh- 
ness of Commencement Day—the bursting thought and the 
full promise of our lives in that blossoming of the tree of our 
college course—are fresh again in memory; for all those colors 
are now blending upon the fruits which we are permitted to 
gather from the tree that is overspreading us in these later 
years. (Loud applause.) 


At the conclusion of Mr. Dremaregst’s remarks, the Ode 
written by that gentleman for the occasion, was announced by 
the President; and the Alumni, rising around the table, sang, 
as only the sons of Union can sing, the following : 


ODE, 


(Written for the first Banquet of the Union College Alumni Association of the Northwest, 
April 27, 1869.) 


BY REV. JAMES DEMAREST, JR. 
Air, ‘‘ Auld Lang Syne.” 


The memories of by-gone days, 
Come thronging in to-night, 
Filling the backward-stretching ways 
With radiant shapes of light. 
We live again the life of yore, 
Re-taste departed joys, 
And tell the story o’er and o’er 
Of the time when we were boys. 


Cuorus—The grand old College days, 
The dear old time, 
When life was sweet as fragrant bays, 
Or bells in chime. 


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In Union’s academic shade 
We conned the classic page ; 

And with triangles, squares, and cubes, 
Did mighty warfare wage. 

At feet of learning’s chosen sons 
We sat us down content, 

And in mute rapture gathered round 
Our old man eloquent. 


Cuorus—In the grand old College days, 
The dear old time, 
When hours were gold, and hope was bold, 
And fun, sublime. 


With Alma Mater’s blessing fresh 
Upon the brow of youth, 

We passed away to Life’s great calls— 
Its duty and its truth. 

The years are telling on us now, 
The toilis at its height,— 

But ah, the past is present here, 
We're boys again to-night! 


Cuorus—We’re boys once more to-night, 
Old Union’s boys, 
And with song and cheer we echo here 
The by-gone joys. 


Oh, evermore within our hearts’ 
Shall fond remembrance dwell, 

Of those departed happy days 
Whose story here we tell. 

The West sends up its greeting shout 
To Alma Mater dear! 

Long live old Union in the East! 
And our re-Union here! 


Cuorus—Hail, Alma Mater, hail! 
Hail, brothers dear! 
Live, Union throned in Mohawk’s vale, 
And Union here! 


The PRESIDENT: 


Gentlemen, we present to you, “The Alumni of Union who 


have died in the service of their country ! 


The sons of a com- 


mon Alma Mater weep to-night over their honored graves. To 


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them it has been given to illustrate a nobler heroism than even 
the classic page could inspire with its record of immortal 
names. Sic itur ad astra!’ (Applause.) To this sentiment 
we ask a response from Brother Woop. 


Witi1AM H. Woop, Esq., of Chicago, Class of ’44, responded 


as follows: 


Mr. President and Brethren of the Alumni: The marvelous 
energy displayed by the people of the loyal States in suppress- 
ing the Rebellion, and maintaining the integrity of the govern- 
ment, as well as the magic power with which, during the great 
struggle, they persevered, and at its close perpetuated, and 
scattered throughout the land all the blessings of peace, is 
without a parallel in history. The shock of the great conflict 
was met; a half million of men disappeared from our popula- 
tion, and billions of treasure from our resources; but now, 
after four years have elapsed, we see no trace of the terrific 
storm, in any of the outward developments of society. Like 
the ocean, over which have swept and fought ‘ten thousand 
fleets,’ the great wave of human life, and of human progress, 
rolls onward, 

“ Nor doth remain 
A shadow of man’s ravage, 


” 


Still in almost every home, however humble or great, will be 
seen the vacantchair, or the picture of the absent hero, draped 
in mourning. And thus in the home of our literary and 
classic associations, are missed the forms of many who once 
trod its honored halls. 

It is not possible, (there is not time nor have I the means,) 
to give the names or definite number of the graduates of Union 
College who died for their country during the Rebellion. But 
we know that the number was lamentably great, and comprises 
many who were not only conspicuous in peace, but highly dis- 
tinguished in the field. We mourn them to-night as having left 
forever the ranks of our common brotherhood. We would 
cherish their memory because they were, in the language of the 


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sentiment just read, ‘“‘the sons of a common Alma Mater.” 
But more than that, because they devoted their lives to the 
service of their country, in her great struggle for national ex- 
istence, that country beneath whose protecting arm every en- 
terprise of science, of literature, of art, or of industry, has 
flourished, chiefly because unrestrained by the trammels of 
arbitrary power. 


When the dread tocsin of war was first heard, and the Re- 
public called upon her sons to rally to her support, her champ- 
ions and defenders came forth from no titled ranks. Every 
employment, profession, and calling, that ever felt the benign 
influence of our free government, sent up its representatives. 
The farm and the workshop, the printing office and the law 
office, the bench and the pulpit, all alike poured forth their 
recruits, transmuted unto heroes by the love of country. And 
so, scattered through all the varied and most honored pursuits 
of life, the ranks of our Alumni formed beneath the shadow of 
old Union, where they had gathered inspirations of freedom in 
classic story,—detailed their supports to that grander Union of 
States in the mighty struggle, whose results have re-inspirited 
with hopes of freedom the down trodden millions throughout 
the world. All honor to the patriot scholar, who in the dark 
hour of his country’s need, put on his armor and offered up his 
life in her service! Let his memory be ever cherished and 
held in sacred association with the proudest monuments of our 
country’s glory. (Applause.) 


And, as we trace upon the historic page the gallant deeds of 
our brave defenders, let us, who are here assembled, and those 
we represent, search over battlefield, and along the march, in 
hospital, and military prison, for the record of those whose 
names we would now honor; and when we make our pilgrimages 
over the tragic scenes of our country’s struggles, and among 
the countless mounds that all over the broad land lift up their 
green verdure over the remains, and symbolize the glory of 
those who heroically fell, fell that you and I might sit down in 
peace at the festive board, or gather our ‘“‘jewels’’ unmolested 


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about the family hearth, or toil with unfettered hands in the 
great field of human progress, let us especially seek out the 
sod beneath which sleeps the form of our departed brother, and 
there strew plentifully our choicest flowers, and there offer our 
most devoted benedictions. (Prolonged applause.) 


The PRESIDENT: 


The next regular toast is, “‘The Past and Future of old 
Union,” upon which we will hear from Brother Powrrs. 


The Rey. H. A. Powsrs, of Chicago, Class of ’50, rising in 
response, said: 


Mr. President and Gentlemen: Situated upon one of the 
fairest slopes that command the valley of old Mohawk, sheltered 
by hills and garlanded with flowers, her squares fringed by rich 
meadows and looking westward, as if prophetic of the march of 
empire, Union College, our venerable mother, for seventy-four 
years has nursed and trained with a loving assiduity and wis- 
dom the children committed to her care. How many, from all 
quarters of the country during this period, have been gathered 
to her arms, have felt her quickening life, have been sent forth 
by her to their proper work ! 


What a noble band could assemble, could all who have re- 
ceived her tutelage and blessing, be summoned again at her 
knee! Diplomatists, legislators, jurists, theologians, men of 
science and of letters, scholars in every branch of learning, 
and toilers in every field of enterprise, would be there. At 
Union was laid the foundation to a great extent of their use- 
fulness; there were fashioned the implements with which they 
fought, and there were acquired the rudiments with which they 
attained success; there were unfolded the germs of graceful 
culture, and the ardent sympathies that in after time spurred 
them on to danger and to sacrifice. A good mother to receive 
and nurse them all; and on her is reflected the honor they have 
won. Some, doubtless, received a larger portion of sugar plums 
than they deserved; some, doubtless, needed more sharp and 


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frequent applications of the maternal shoe than they enjoyed; 
some who kindled royal hopes in the mind of that mother, have 
disappointed her expectations, perhaps forfeited her: respect, 
and some, over whom the good dame often sighed and wiped 
her eyes, have become so famous that their freaks are fully 
pardoned. However that is not surprising in so large a family. 
(Laughter.) It is a noble band that call her mother, and 
doubtless she is sufficiently proud of her boys. 


The past of Union College, sir, is honorable to herself, to 
New York, and to the whole Republic. Could that past be 
written out, it would be the record of very much in the history 
of our country, which is most admirable in the amenities of 
literature, in gracious reforms, and in wholesome legislation. 
The sons of Alma Mater have walked in every field of scholarly 
philanthropy and patriotism. Tea thousand fibres of intel- 
lectual life which ramify the commonwealth with electric energy 
have their origin in her teeming brain. The generous currents 
that flow through sweet and cultured souls, moulding to more 
desirable forms our American civilization, have their fountain 
in that warm maternal heart. If you would appreciate her 
beneficent operation, you must gather up from the pulpit, the 
forum, the press, the halls of science, the marts of commerce, 
and the seclusion of pure homes, all that has had most signifi- 
cant expression in the lives and labors of those who have re- 
ceived their best impulses beneath her roof. We are not 
ashamed of her record; nay, we point to it to-night with hon- 
est pride. Age has not weakened her. Though nearly four 
score years are on her brow, yet her charms are more winning 
than in her blushing youth; and we cast into her lap to-night, 
the choicest garlands of our gratitude and affection. 


With her long experience, her ample appointments and facil- 
ities for imparting instruction, she is prepared to do for future 
generations, what she has done for the past. Yea, more and 
better. She makes no mere empirical daubers in art or dilet- 
tantes in literature, but men awake to the necessities of the 
living present, men alive to the demands of the age and ready 


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to grapple vigorously with the work that is given them to 
do.. (Loud applause.) 

For dear old Union we have the best hopes. As I look 
down the years, I see her welcoming the eager youth with her 
ancient hospitality, extending the range of her influence and 
imparting wisdom to all the generations of the coming years. 
Her success in the past is the augury and pledge of her pros- 
perity in the future. The work she has accomplished in the 
cause of sound education, is the prophecy of what she will ac- 
complish hereafter, and of the place that she will fill in the 
annals of the Republic. (Loud and long applause.) 


Mr. Pierson, Vice-President : 


-Mr. President, in responding to ‘‘ The Faculty,’ I omitted 
to speak of one whose name has since been suggested to me, 
and of whom I had no personal knowledge. I present the 
name of Professor Taytor LrEwis, a profound linguist and a 
distinguished man. I ask that the Rev. Dr. Van SantvoorpD 
may be called upon to respond to that sentiment. 


The Rey. C. Van Santvoorp, D. D., responded as follows : 


Mr. President and Brethren of the Alumni: I have been 
so short a time a resident of Chicago, that I scarce feel en- 
titled to be enrolled among the Alumni of the Northwest. It 
had been my purpose, therefore, to enjoy in silence the elo- 
quence of others who have better claims than I have to repre- 
sent the fraternity here; but theappeal of our worthy Vicz PREs- 
IDENT to say something on a subject he has named, will warrant 
me, even at this late hour, in occupying your attention for a 
few moments. 

Before speaking of Professor Lewis, however, with whom I 
have the pleasure of a personal and somewhat intimate ac- 
quaintance, I desire to refer to one to whom Professor LEwis 
sustained close and endearing relations, and who, as having 
belonged to the Faculty of our Alma Mater, adorning the 
position he occupied, well deserves special mention on an occa- 
sion like the present. 


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He came to this country when young, being a child of one 
of the German nationalities, so many of whose people are con- 
stantly emigrating to this land, choosing it for their future 
home. His family had neither wealth nor position suchas to 
command a liberal education for the youth, and but for his own 
marked abilities, ardent thirst for knowledge and resolute spirit 
to acquire it at all hazards, he had perhaps not been distin- 
guished from the masses of those constantly arriving on our 
shores. These, however, he had—and by virtue of possess- 
ing them, he pushed his way, step by step, over all obstacles 
till the goal he panted to reach was attained, and he stood, 
through his own conquering energy, among the educated men 
of the country. In 1851 the name of Hi1as PEISSNER was 
enrolled among the Faculty of Union College. He became 
Assistant Professor of Latin and Professor of the German 
language, and for a period of ten years adorned the position he 
held, by ripe scholarship, unwearied devotion to his work, a 
happy faculty of imparting knowledge, thorough ident‘ty with 
the Institution he was connected with, a large heart and genial 
manners that made him as popular socially, as he was with the 
classes he taught. He became son-in-law to Professor LEwIs 
during this period, and stronger ties than those of professional 
duty and enthusiasm bound him to the interests of our good 
old College within whose rugged walls his domestic circle had 
its home. The rebellion broke out; and Professor PEISSNER 
who had received the elements of.a military education in his 
own country and felt the glow of martial inspiration flowing 
from such a well-spring, longed and panted to throw himself 
at once into the conflict in the cause of his adopted country. 
For a year the remonstrances of his friends and family dis- 
suaded him from embarking in the exciting contest. But then 
his ardor could no longer be restrained. He felt that necessity 
was on him to take part in the mighty and terrific struggle. He 
broke away from his college associations—left the endearments 
of home. He went to New York city to raise and organize a 
regiment, succeeded in the work, was made Colonel of the 


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regiment, and in the winter of 1862-3 found himself with his 
command, a part of the army of the Potomac, ready to do and 
suffer whatever the great cause might demand. The spring 
came and with it the battle of Chancellorsville. Prof. Prtss- 
NER’S regiment had been united with Howarp’s corps, which, 
as is well known, occupied the extreme right on that dis- 
astrous field. In the sudden and overwhelming attack by 
‘Stonewall Jackson” on this wing, Colonel Prtssnur fell, gal- 
lantly fighting at the head of his regiment. In his life, thus pre- 
maturely quenched, the country lost the services of one of its 
most accomplished officers, one of its bravest, staunchest, 
noblest defenders. His remains were borne to Schenectady, 
where, in presence of a pensive throng, gathered in the College 
Chapel, the obsequies were performed, the services being con- 
ducted by President Hickox. Thence the remains were 
conveyed to Fort Miller and tenderly deposited in the family 
burying ground, where Professor Lewis’ kindred sleep—dust 
to dust—this, worthy to commingle with the most precious that | 
lay slumbering there. I will only add, that our Alma Mater 
has thus shown herself entitled to the honor, of contributing her 
full share of heroes to defend the life of the Republic, not only 
from her Alumni and undergraduates, but has contributed from 
her very Faculty, a victim who laid his noble life down, a will_ 
ing, and T doubt not, a cheerful sacrifice, on the altar of his 
adopted country. 


Professor TayLor Lewis became connected with Union Col- 
lege in 1849. This was three years after the graduation of 
our Brother Prerson, who has paid such eloquent tributes to 
the members of the Faculty whose instructions he enjoyed. I 
regret that a lack of personal knowledge of Professor LEwts 
has prevented our friend from embracing him also in his dis- — 
criminating estimate, and that the task of doing this has thus 
fallen to other and less capable hands. Professor Lrwis’s 
name and fame are familiar to all the brethren present to-night, 
though some may not know him personally. He began his 
career as a lawyer in the little village of Fort Miller, on the 


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Hudson, but the business was not to his taste. I am afraid 
that Coke upon Lyttleton and Blackstone with pleadings and 
precedents, were rather neglected in the preference shown to 
the Greek and Latin classics. I have heard the Professor say 
that his highest joy in these early days consisted in his study. 
of Greek and Hebrew, his labors, delightedly pursued, reach- 
ing far into the night. He soon came to be a teacher, first of 
a classical school at Waterford, N. Y., was afterwards Pro- 
fessor in the New York University, thence passed to the chair 
of Languages and Oriental Literature in the college from 
which he had graduated in 1820, and where it has been his lot 
ever since to labor. The greater part of his life, therefore, 
has been devoted to the cause of education. As a Greek 
scholar he is one of the ripest and best, with scarce an equal 
in the country since Frofessor Felton’s decease, and with few, 
if any, superiors abroad. With the poetry and philosophy of 
the Greeks, with the great classical works whose value is at- 
tested by their stability, he is critically familiar. His knowl- 
edge of the Hebrew, with its cognate tongues, the Syriac and 
Arabic, is scarcely less thorough; while his acquaintance with 
the German is such that he has been selected to translate the 
book of Genesis, one of the most difficult portions of Lange’s 
great Commentary. His Notes on this book, and his critical 
treatise on the rivers of Paradise, show rare ability in bibli- 
cal exegesis, and will well repay the thoughtful attention of 
any alumnus present who has happened not to peruse them. 
As a biblical critic, indeed, Professor Lewis has few peers 
among the scholars of the country. He is, moreover, an au- 
thor who has produced books which have made their mark upon 
the times; while his contributions to theological and literary 
periodicals, and to the press, on a variety of topics of interest 
and importance, have given him an enviable and permanent 
reputation among the first thinkers and writers of the age. I 
do not hesitate to say that of all the Professors our Alma Ma- 
ter has had, no man has done her more honor in this country 
and abroad, than Professor LEwis,—a scholar, indeed, of 


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whom any institution might well feel proud. He is, withal, a 
man of a devout and reverent spirit, as modest and unosten- 
tatious as he is learned and gifted, a true man as well as a true 
scholar, devoting his high culture and attainments manfully 
and faithfully to the service of God, truth, and humanity. Of 
late years he has been afflicted with extreme deafness, which 
has made conversation difficult and class recitations impossible. 
He has been obliged to instruct by lecturing wholly, and even 
this, physical debility has at times interrupted. May his health 
grow firmer, and his valuable life be long spared to pursue his 
loved and honored labors. (Cheers.) 


Before I sit down, Mr. President, permit me to say a single 
word in regard to another member of the Faculty with whom I 
have the honor also of being acquainted somewhat intimately, 
and whose name has not been specially mentioned to-night. I 
refer to the Rev. Dr. Hickox. (Cheers.) Dr. Hickox gradu- 
ated at Union College in the class of 1820, the same class with 
Prof. Lewis, containing also WitL1AM H. SEwarb, and the 
late Witu1AM Kent. It is seldom indeed that a class has 
graduated numbering a quartette of names so distinguished as 
this class of 1820. Dr. Hickox went to Union College in 1852 
as Professor of Mental and Moral Science and Vice President 
of the College. He removed thither from Auburn Theological 
Seminary, where he had held a professorship since 1844, hay- 
ing previously been Professor in theology in the Western 
Reserve College for eight years, viz: from 1836. Thus thirty- 
two years of his life, comprising its most vigorous and mature 
periods, have been spent in the work of the practical instructor. 
The venerable Dr. Norr died in 1866, soon after which Dr. 
Hickok was duly elected to fill the vacant place, though for 
some six years before Dr. Nort’s decease, his physical infirmi- 
ties caused the chief care and direction of the Institution to 
devolve upon the Vice President. ‘To sit in the chair, occupied 
for such an amazing term of years by one so renowned, honored 
and beloved as Dr. Nort, must of necessity, prove a trying 
position toanyman. The contrast between Dr. Hickok on a 


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Commencement occasion and his predecessor, was broad and 
striking. Dr. Norr was all art,—Dr. Hickok allnature. The 
former had an imposing presence, an impressive manner, and, 
adroitly punctilious in details, everything he did or said, blend- 
ing grace with dignity, was just the right thing in the right 
place. The latter careless of the graces and of the subtle 
niceties of address and manner, performed his part with robust 
directness that seemed to border on abruptness, going straight 
to his object with unstudied action and strong words that 
expressed precisely his thought. His very naturalness had its 
charm, set off as it was, by the evidence of sturdy strength and 
deep earnestness and sincerity. As a vigorous independent 
thinker, Dr. Hickok enjoys a reputation not bounded by his 
country. He occupies indeed, by well nigh common consent, 
the foremost place among the metaphysical writers of the age. 
In the pulpit, however, but little of the metaphysician is seen, 
in his style of expression at least. His discourse is severely 
logical indeed, but limpid as a brook, and marked by a directness 
and simplicity in striking contrast to certain of his published 
works. Socially, he is genial, frank and affable. With the large 
numbers of young men whose education he directed and whose 
character he helped to mould, he was always popular, while the 
communities among which his lot was cast held him in highest 
estimation. The success of his efforts in behalf of Union 
College was somewhat impeded by circumstances not necessary 
here to explain, but the conscientious earnestness of the efforts 
themselves, and the good fruits springing from his long connec- 
tion with the College and hearty devotion to his work, no pupil 
of his certainly, and I believe no unprejudiced person, will 
deny. Dr. Hickok resigned the Presidency of the College in 
1868, having held the office two years, and is living now in 
scholarly seclusion and quietude in Amherst, Mass. Ina letter 
received from him a few months ago, if I may present a single ~ 
extract, hesays: ‘‘ lamin good healthand spirits, writing about 
seven hours a day, and with no annoying interferences. I enjoy 
my freedom from former unpleasantnesses greatly, and have 
never lived so happily as now.”’ 


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I had wished to say a few words in regard to the College 
generally, as I have perhaps a more intimate acquaintance 
with its internal workings than many of the brethren, owing to 
a residence of some years in Schenectady, but the time forbids. 
I beg in conclusion to offer the following sentiment : 


‘The Rev. Dr. Hickox, late President of Union College: 
widely known for his attainments in metaphysical science, he is 
not less favorably known for his broad and catholic spirit, sim- 
plicity and purity of character, and energetic and successful 
efforts in the cause of education. His long connection with 
Alma Mater and unselfish devotion to her interests, entitle him 
to grateful recognition on the part of her sons. May the 
closing years of his life be as serene and happy as the former 
ones have been honorable and beneficent.’”’ (Applause.) 


The Vice President, Mr. Prerson, then read the following 
extract from a letter received from Professor JAcKsoN, relating 
to the Reunion: 


‘“¢Good reporters will send us an account of your doings, got 
up in the most approved style. A great deal depends upon the 
mode and style of dishing up a public meeting, as well as a 
dinner. Please send copies of the newspapers containing your 
proceedings to Foster, and two to me, for everyone here willbe 
crazytoreadthestory. Weshall of course haveitreprinted in the - 
Schenectady Union, and send extra papers everywhere. Foster 
may possibly go to Albany, but it is doubtful. I, of course, 
remain here to keep the Sophs. quiet. When I was a student, 
we should have supplemented the whole affair by a frolic of 
some sort at home; under the present circumstances, it is per- 
haps’ better that the boys should be quiet. (Laughter.) 


‘¢ And now an important point. At your meeting ascertain 
as nearly as possible, whom we may expect to see here next 
Commencement—the Wednesday preceding the 4th of July, a 
new arrangement you know. Ample accommodations will be 
furnished by the citizens of Schenectady for all, and they will 
be received with arms wide open here at the old College. A 

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new state of things here, and why? Because the Faculty con- 
trol here now. Give to the Alumni present the warmest, most 
emphatic invitation for Commencement, from PEARSON, FosTER 
and myself.”’ (Cheers.) 


Mr. Kina then read a letter received from Wm. EK. CRAMER, 
Esq., Editor of the Milwaukee Daily Hveniny Wisconsin, Class 
of ’38, expressive of his regret at being unable to attend the 
Reunion, and offering the following sentiment : 


‘‘Union College: often sneered at by literary pedants as 
‘the Botany Bay of Colleges,’ has produced a corps of men so 
eminent in the forum, in the law, in the pulpit, in the press, in 
the tented field, and in the business walks of life, that she has 
proved herself to be, by this illustrious record, the compeer of 
any literary institution in our great Republic.’’ (Cheers.) 


JoHN T. Wentwortu, Esq., of Geneva, Wis., class of ’46, 
being called upon to respond, said: 


Mr. President: It is hardly fair in my Brother Kin@ to 
call on me to respond to the sentiment proposed by Brother 
Cramer. Were he here himself he could do it justice. Mr. 
CRAMER is the editor of one of our leading Milwaukee papers. 
And let me say right here that, although you claim here in 
Chicago the honor of having originated this idea of having a 
Northwestern Reunion, yet more than two years ago the plan 
was first proposed in Wisconsin. More than two years ago I 
went to Mr. Cramer in Milwaukee, and talked the matter 
over, and we were intending to form an Alumni Association in 
Wisconsin. Of course we would in no way conflict with this ; 
and we hope to have such an association yet. And I venture 
the assertion that, upon a call of one week, we can gather to- 
gether in the city of Milwaukee, fifty graduates of Union Col- 
lege from the State of Wisconsin alone. (Cheers.) And we 
have men there, too. My Brother Ktn@ is, in his usual way, 
inclined to speak disparagingly of Milwaukee as a pleasant 
little suburb of Chicago. Nevertheless, we have genuine, live 


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men there, many of whom you know. You know Justice Cotg, 
of our Supreme Court; you know Judge Huspett, and Mr. 
Urnam, and Mr. Watpo, and scores of other men there 
equally distinguished,— distinguished upon the bench, at the 


bar, in the pulpit, and they are all graduates of Union. 
(Hear ! hear !) 


Sir, in regard to the sentiment proposed, I am aware that 
the New England colleges have been accustomed to sneer at 
Union. I had the honor to pass my Freshman year and a por- 
tion of the Sophomore year in Amherst College; I know the 
sentiment that prevailed there: they looked upon Union as 
the “‘ Botany Bay”’ of colleges. It is true, sir, that Union 
College has received students sometimes who had passed from 
the New England colleges, and under the guidance of Dr. Nort 
they were made men; while, if he had turned them off coldly, as 
they do in those New England colleges, they would have inev- 
itably sunk. But he took them and reared them up with his 
own magic power, and they became men. 


We are indebted, gentlemen, not to Union College as such, 
but to the presiding genius that ruled and governed Union 
College. It was the infusion of Dr. Norrt’s spirit into the 
spirit of his pupils, that has made Union College graduates 
what they are; not the mere curriculum of that college course 
— that is evanescent and passes away,— but it was the spirit 
which Dr. Nort infused into all with whom he came in contact. 
To him, therefore, be the praise of all our success, if success 
we have had. I feel indebted to him personally, though I admit 
that I have been called before him at times, perhaps, in what we 
would hardly consider a complimentary manner. (Laughter.) 
Yet, I feel indebted to him more than I could ever repay. 


And while I am up let me mention another member of the 
Faculty who has been omitted, a man with whom I have often 
conversed with profit, with whom I was on intimate terms, a 
man of extreme delicacy of feeling and manner, a man who 
would never approach you and accuse you of any peccadillo, 
but would come very gently to your room and softly announce 


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those well remembered words, ‘‘ The Dr. would like to see 
you.” Need I add that I speak of “Old Jimmy?’’ (Great 
laughter, and cheers for “‘ Old Jimmy.” 


Pardon me, gentlemen, for detaining you; but I want to 
mention one little circumstance illustrative of the character of 
Dr. Nott. (‘Go on, go on.) Our class had reached the 
senior year, and were about graduating. Dr. Norr came to me 
one day, and said he, ‘I have a little account against you.” 
Said I, ‘‘ Doctor, I have various little accounts in this town.’ 
Said he, “I have charged to you some thirty or forty absences 
from prayer.’ Icould not deny it. I wasn’t a good book- 
keeper, I told him, and didn’t pretend to keep accurate ac- 
counts, and I presumed his charges were correct. He told me 
that the matter must be settled. I replied that I regretted it 
very much, but really my exchequer was not full; I admitted 
the account, and was ready to confess judgment. Said he, “I 
will tell you what I will do: you go and write a Hebrew oration 
for Commencement, and I will wipe out the account.” 
(Laughter.) It chanced that I had studied Hebrew at another 
school for three years before I entered college, and hence I 
possibly understood it better than our theological brothers who 
study it for one term, and become proficient in the language, 
(laughter,) and come out fully fledged, you know, and under- 
stand all about the profane writers, and talk like Jews. (Great 
merriment.) But as Isaid, I had a little knowledge of Hebrew 
that I had gained by three years’ study, and the Doctor had 
found it out in some way. I was willing to pay the debt in 
that way if I could; so I got excused for two or three weeks, 
went home, and wrote out a grand literary production indeed. 
I then undertook to translate it, but couldn’t find any terms in 
my dictionary. (Laughter.) I got discouraged, and fell back 
on Professor YATES. Said he, ‘‘ Just throw that aside; take 
your dictionary, and take a Bible scene. You will find the 
terms very easy.’ I did so, and wrote it out. But then the 
task of committing it was before me; and from the time I be- 
gun I never went through it without a failure. The Saturday 


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before Commencement I went down to the church for the last 
time, and utterly failed. Dr. Norr took me aside, and en- 
couraged me by saying that I might be one of that class who 
in an emergency, and under high pressure, would come 
out allright. I put my oration into my pocket, and never 
looked at it, and never referred to it again, till I went upon the 
stage. Then, when that blank had passed away from my mind, 
everything seemed as clear as daylight, and I could have ex- 
temporised in Hebrew. (Laughter and applause.) 

Two years ago I visited Union College, after an absence of 
twenty years. It seemed strange to me that almost a quarter 
of a century had passed from my graduation day. I passed 
over the hallowed ground; I visited the cemetery; I knelt at 
the grave of Norr; I plucked an evergreen from that grave, 
and sent it in a letter to my wife. For myself, gentlemen, I 
feel proud that I am a graduate of Union College. I under- 
stand there is a proposition to removeit to Albany; but I think 
it would be the worst step that could be taken. Let us lift our 
voices in earnest protest, as one man, against the removal of the 
dear old College from Schenectady. Union College stands 
there proudly, as she has stood through all the years, and there 
let her stand forever. (Loud applause.) 


The PRESIDENT: 


I desire to recall the memory of one member of the Faculty 
whose name has not been mentioned here to-night, Prof. Ben- 
JAMIN F’. JOSLIN, appointed to the chair of Mathematics and 
Natural Philosophy, in 1827, which position he filled with honor 
to himself and the College, until his resignation ten years later. 
He was an able and learned man, universally admired by all 
who knew him. He died in the city of New York in 1861. 


I might mention another name, not of the Faculty, yet con- 
nected with Union College. I refer to Emperor KNox, the 
city barber. (Laughter.) Emperor ‘‘Nox”’ he was called by 
the students. Well do I remember going into his barber shop, 
and seeing over the door the words, ‘‘ Nee témeo, nee sperno.”’ 


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I asked him, ‘Emperor, who got up that Latin for you?” 
“Got it up myself,’ was the reply; ‘‘do you think I don’t 
know classics!’ (Laughter.) 


One little incident occurs to me just now illustrating Dr. 
Nort’s faculty of drawing out men, and ascertaining what was 
in them. You all remember this faculty of the Doctor. I 
recollect on one occasion we had got entirely through the class, 
and coming around to me, the Doctor said, ‘‘ Well, my boy, 
what is—an interjection?’ Looking up, I replied, ‘Its an 
exclamation of surprise at the folly of sinners.’’ (Laughter.) 

Brethren, there remains one more regular toast, which I have 
reserved as the last and best. I give you, “ The Girl I left 
behind me.” (Cheers.) I can’t respond to this myself, since 
I did not leave any girl behind me, it being a part of my col- 
lege education to get a wife in Schenectady ; and she is over on 
Rush street now, thank God, after forty years of sojourning 
together. (Applause.) 


Rey. Geo. I. Kine, of Jersyville, Ill., Class of ’37, being 
loudly and repeatedly called upon, said : 


Mr. President: It is hardly fair to call upon me to respond 
to this sentiment. Iwas not much in that line of business 
while I was in College. Being naturally very bashful, not to 
say modest, my chief interest in this matter consisted in looking 
on and seeing others enjoy themselves. However, with the 
Rey. Peter VAN Nest at the table, it will not do for me to 
deny all acquaintance with the fair daughters of Schenectady 
when I was young and they were younger. 

The sentiment under consideration, to which, however I do 
not propose to speak, recalls by a very tender and somewhat 
peculiar association the name of another Professor not yet 
alluded to this evening. I refer to Prof. Epwarp SavaGe, 
who graduated and was appointed tutor in 1835, and elected 
Professor of Chemistry in 1837. He was a very worthy gen- 
tleman, modest and retiring, a fine scholar and a man of prom- 
ise and culture. But like too many other men of genius, by a 


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too close application to study his constitution broke down and 
he went South in 1839 to recover his health. He soon sank 
under his disease and died among strangers, leaving his young, 
beautiful and accomplished wife an early widow. In 1848, it 
was my privilege, while wandering in that southern clime, and 
when a like dark cloud overhung my own pathway, to visit and 
dress his grave. It is in a secluded spot, near the beautiful 
village of Quincy, in the State of Florida. In that far off and 
lonely spot I dropped a tear over his grave. 


I propose to you ‘‘The memory of EDWARD SavaGeE: early 
dead, but not forgotten.” 


There is another name which ought not to be passed over in 
silence. W. M. GILLESPIE was elected Professor of ‘ Civil 
Engineering and Mathematics”’ in the year 1845, and died in 
the year 1868. He was a man of eminence in his profession. 
He is well known as the translator of Compte’s Positive Philos- 
ophy and as the author of a valuable work on Civil Engineer- 
ing and Surveying. My personal acquaintance with Prof. 
GILLESPIE was limited, but I am not willing that so distinguish- 
ed a gentleman and scholar should pass unmentioned on this 
occasion. (Applause.) , 


Cuaries L. Easton, of Chicago, Class of ’63, being then 
called upon to respond to the sentiment, said : 


Fellows of the Alumni of “‘ Old Union”: Doubtless, be- 
cause | am a graduate of only a few years, you have called 
upon me, unexpectedly to myself, to respond to this sentiment, 
presuming I could do so more readily than you who have been 
longer separated from college scenes and the fair creature the 
sentiment recalls. I hope, however, I shall not tarnish 
your reputation for gallantry to the fair sex, which every son 
of old Union, especially those who were impressed with the 
discourses of ‘‘Captain Jack” on etiquette, is known to pos- 
sess, if in also apprehending this as your motive, I charge you 
with cruelty and a want of regard for that affection you so 
assiduously cultivated, and then faithlessly abandoned when 


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you finished your college course and entered upon the realities 
of life, in not asking her who was the subject of so much at- 
tention, to become yours for ‘‘ better or worse’”’ in the life in 
which you have now become such prominent actors. 


As for the worthy PrustpentT and VicE-PRESIDENT of this 
Association, who have confessed to you that the partners of 
their years are their college brides, I especially exempt them 
from the charge, and in behalf of her whom, by this senti- 
ment, [ am called to represent, I extol them with having been 
“faithful over a few things ;”’ and as their success in life is so 
apparent to you, I need not bid them enter upon its joys. 
But to you who were less faithful in this regard, to disturb 
your consciences, let me recall the vision of her whom you left 
behind. The dimpled chin, the fair face, the pleasing eye, 
the auburn hair, and that mirthful disposition, were the expo- 
nents of her with whom you, during your Sophomore and 
Senior days, flirted, and whom you caressed as only college 
students know how to do; with whom you had so many Satur- 
day-afternoon walks in that beautiful garden; who was your 
attendant at church on sabbath evenings, and your partner in 
the many and many a boat-ride on that beautiful Mohawk 
River, or to the picnics on those romantic islands in that me- 
andering stream, and the tramps to the Revolutionary Soldiers 
Home, to parties, balls, and concerts, and that eventful time, 
Commencement week,— which, in incident and number, the 
mere mention of all must recall their occurrence with a fresh- 
ness that all the years which have intervened cannot erase. 
But if these are not sufficient, let that package of bzllet doua, 
or that pale photograph which your wives have kept from your 
view, for fear that your affection for them might be lessened, 
be again inspected, and if your faces do not indicate the recol- 
lections of the happiest days of your l'ves, then your increasing 
years have buried too deep in your hearts that old love of your 
college days. 


For myself, I must confess that the mere repetition of the 
sentiment recalls all that I have alluded to with such a reality 


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and pleasure, that I am almost tempted to solicit her com- 
panionship with me for the life that is spread before me among 
you; but my youth forbids, and I presume I shall be obliged 
to content myself by once a year, as I assemble with you at 
these festivities, and feast upon the recollections of the days 
with our Alma Mater, coupling with the regard we to-night 
render to that loved institution nestled in the valley of the 
Mohawk, a kind consideration for the fair dames of “old 
Dorp,”” who made those days passed within her hospitable 
society pleasant and happy, to be remembered by us all. 
(Cheers. ) 


At the conclusion of Mr. Haston’s remarks, the names of 
Professors CHARLES A. Joy, CHARLES A. SEELEY, and JOHN 
NEWMAN, members of the Faculty of Union College, were 
presented by gentlemen present as having been omitted, and a 
few fitting words were said in connection with the names sug- 
gested. The Alumni then joined in the favorite “Song to Old 
Union,” as sung at the close of Commencement exercises : 


SONG TO OLD UNION. 


BY PH. LUDLOW, 6 6. 


Arr—‘‘ Sparkling and Bright.” 


Let the Grecian dream of his sacred stream, 
And sing of the brave adorning, 
That Phoebus weaves from his laurel leaves, 
At the golden gates of Morning; 
But the brook that bounds through Union’s grounds 
Gleams bright as the Delphic water, 
And a prize as fair as a god may wear, 
Is a dip from our Alma Mater! 


Cuorus.—Then here’s to thee, the brave and free, 
Old Union smiling o’er us, 
And for many a day, as thy walls grow gray, 
May they ring with thy children’s chorus. 


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Could our praises throng on the waves of song, 
Like an Orient fleet gem-bringing, 

We would bear to thee the argosy, 
And crown thee with pearls of singing, 

But thy smile beams down beneath a crown, 
Whose glory asks no other ; 

We gather it not from the green sea-grot— 
’Tis the love we bear our Mother! 


Cuorus.—Then here’s to thee, the brave and free, 
Old Union smiling o’er us, 
And for many a day, as thy walls grow gray, 
May they ring with thy children’s chorus. 


Let the joy that falls from thy dear old walls, 
Unchanged brave Time’s on-darting, 

And our only tear falls once a year 
On hands that clasp ere parting ; 

And when other throngs shall sing thy songs, 
And their spell once more hath bound us, 

Our faded hours shall revive their flowers, 
And the Past shall live around us. 


Cuorus.—Then here’s to thee, the brave and free, 
Old Union smiling o’er us, 
And for many a day, as thy walls grow gray, 
May they ring with thy children’s chorus. 


Mr. PIERSON, rising at the close of the song, said: 


Mr. President and Brethren: I confess that when I came to 
Chicago in December last, the second time that I ever visited 
it in my life, coming from what had been my home for twenty- 
five years, surrounded by friends dear to me, it seemed like 
rending the dearest ties of life. But, among the very first 
things which I met, was a notice to attend a meeting prelimi- 
nary to an organization of this Association ; and I assure you 
that this meeting has been like renewing the springs of my 
youth. Iam glad that whenI came here to this great, growing 


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Northwest, so great and so growing that the people of the Hast 
are not able to believe in its growth when you tell them of it, 
I tell you that I am glad to find here so many of the sons of 
Union, and I feel as though I was at home again. (Cheers.) 


Rev. Peter 8. VAN Nest, Class of ’38, then spoke as fol- 


lows: 


Mr. President: I rise to say that in coming four hundred 
miles to attend this Association, I think I have shown my ap- 
preciation of what I expected to find here; and I would say 
that I knew when coming, for I had been here many times be- 
fore, that I would not be disappointed. (Cheers.) But, sir, 
my expectations have been more thanrealized. And whenever 
these Reunions occur in future, whether I am four hundred or 
four thousand miles away, I shall not feel it any very great 
burden to attend. (Applause.) 


Mr. Prerson then said: 


Mr. President: The telegraph has been placed gratuitously 
at our disposal. (‘‘Good! good!” and cheers.) You have 
seen how promptly they have responded. They have kept a 
messenger here the whole evening, and not only that, but I 
have been called out to be assured that anything we might re- 
quire, would be at our disposal. It has not only been hand- 
somely done, but it has been very generously done. I there- 
fore move, sir, that the proprietors of the Western Union 
Telegraph be thanked, not only for their courtesy, but for their 
generosity. (Applause.) 


The motion prevailed unanimously. The thanks of the 
Alumni were also voted to the President, Vice President, and 
Committee of Arrangements, for their labors in bringing about 
the Reunion ; to the proprietors of the Sherman House for the 
elegant banquet prepared for the occasion; and to JAMES L. 
Aiian, Esq., of the Chicago bar, who, at the invitation of the 
President, had reported the proceedings for publication. 


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The following are copies of dispatches received during the 
evening from other Alumni Associations in different parts of 
the country, to all of which suitable replies were sent : 


‘Sr. Louis, April 27th, 1869. ° 
“¢ To Alumni of the Northwest, Sherman House : 


‘The Alumni of the Father of Waters to our brethren of 
the lake; our souls are alive to the memories of Union. May 
her sons multiply and prosper. 


‘¢THoMAS ALLEN, President.”’ 


“Rocuester, N. Y., April 27, 1869. 
“To Alumni of Chicago, Sherman House: 


‘Rochester Alumni congratulate their brethren of the 
Northwest. 
‘6 GENESER.’’ 


‘¢ Burrao, N. Y., April 27th, 1869. 
‘¢ To the President of the Alumni Association, Sherman House : 


‘‘The Alumni of Buffalo send a fraternal greeting to the 
sons of old Union in Chicago and vicinity.” 


‘ALBANY, April 27th, 1869. 
“To thePresident of the Alumni Association of Union College: 


‘‘ Your fellow Alumni of this vicinity send greeting. We 
swear allegiance to our Alma Mater. Are you with us? 


‘¢TiHe ALUMNI OF ALBANY CITY.”’ 


‘“¢ New York, April 27th. 

‘¢ Your brethren living in and near New York, assembled to- 
night one hundred and sixty strong, send greeting with kind 
remembrances of ‘Auld Lang Syne,’ to class-mates and chums, 
one with us we trust in an ever abiding love for Alma Mater 
and interest in her future prosperity. 


‘¢ NEW YoRK ALUMNI.” 


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Letters were received by the Committee of Arrangements 
from the following named Alumni, who were unable to attend 
the Reunion. The great number of these communications pre- 
vents their publication at length : 


Hon. Luvi Hussey, Milwaukee, 2) omen (DECEIT MT ERiie 
THomas ALLEN, Esq., St. Louis, = - - Sy Lonce 
DANIEL Goopwin, Esq., Detroit, - - - cE iis 13 
A. Banta, Esq., Fox Lake, Wis., - - Poly LBAG. 
Rev. Wm. T. Mituer, Peoria, Il., - - Pol Haat, 
Wm. M. Murray, Esq., Sioux City, Iowa, oe LEG he 
WiLBeER F. BRoMFIELD, Esq., Mendota, I1., Si eLoo: 
HUBS Currity Hey eBesvori Dam Wise f-) | © 1847. 
M. M. Ham, Esq., Dubuque, Lowa, - - cL Sou: 
E. E. Barney, Esq., Dayton, Ohio, - - Ahh cd Heels it 
Rev. L. F. Waupo, Oneida, Ill, = - - iy Sate Ue 
Frank Puetps, Esq., Burlington, Iowa, - ©1854, 
Hon. Isaac PENDLETON, “Sioux City, Iowa, te Reta 
Cuas. F. Hatou, Esq., Chicago, - - - nea Reishi y 
Hon. VeRNoN TicHENoR, Waukesha, Wis., Cen Lect 
Rev. 8S. G. Spres, Dubuque, Lowa, - - cote LSoo. 


Rey. Sizas Torresen, D. D., Lexington, Ky., foe tsao! 


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The proceedings were marked throughout with the utmost 
cordiality and harmony. No mere report, however accurate, 
can do justice to the genial spirit that seemed to pervade all 
the Alumni present, finding expression in college songs and 
jests, and old-time memories. Loyalty to their Alma Mater . 
was the sentiment uppermost in all hearts, and the occasion 
cemented still closer that devotion to her interests for which 
the sons of Union are justly distinguished. It was not until the 
‘wee sma’ hours ayant the twa'l,”’ that the Alumni parted, 
with heartfelt adieus and shaking of hands, to the music of 
“Auld Lang Syne.’ 


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